It has begun.
The increased mileage of marathon training has initiated the insatiable need to eat absolutely EVERYTHING in sight. It doesn’t matter what it is—sweet, savoury, half a cow carcass—I just want to eat it. [Editor’s note: Minds out of the gutter, pervs.]
I’m always hungry now. This is a dangerous thing in a country that stops everything for both morning and afternoon teatime. And where I work, there are always biscuits (cookies to the rest of the world), cakes or other yummy goodness on offer.
I know thirst can sometimes mask itself as hunger, so I’ve increased the amount of water and tea I consume...to absolutely no avail. The only thing I’ve discovered is that it would be more expedient for me to work from the toilet considering the number of trips I take to the loo now.
I’m in the 30-40 miles per week portion of my training schedule. There’s just over nine weeks left before d-day.
Since the start of marathon training in February, I’ve actually lost five pounds. Is there any chance in hell that I won’t gain them back and then some before the race?
Only time and my scale will tell.
On an unrelated topic, I haven’t been able to get this song out of my head for the last three days, so I thought I’d torture you all with it too.
See, I did learn to share in kindergarten. You’re welcome.
Happy weekend, everyone.